"What do we call this planet, Robot?" Will asked.

"Piglantis," The Robot said, as Smith came to their side.

"Pigs galore," Smith said. "Pig as far as the eye can see. What a waste."

"Not a waste, Doctor Smith," Will said. "If there is life then there is food." Smith's eyes grew big.

"Food?" Smith said, looking over toward Will then toward the sea of pigs. "Food!"

"Same old same old Doctor Smith," The Robot said.

"I will get the baskets," Smith said.

"I'll get the laser pistol," Will said.

"I will stand guard," The Robot said.

"You do that, Robot," Will said, pleased. He went into the Jupiter as well leaving the Robot behind.

The younger man joined Smith at the elevator then pressed on the button as Smith was softly humming to himself happily. The elevator went down to the residential deck that seemed incredibly empty. Smith placed a hand on the younger man's shoulder in sympathy and Will turned his attention on the doctor. Smith slid the bar aside. The two went in their separate directions. Will came to a pause where the weapon rack was that held the thin, glistening laser pistols. The other weapon container was held upstairs along the doorway that were simple material and didn't have to be replaced as often as laser pistols.

His eyes moved to the laser pistol straps inside the transparent box. He slid the box forward then took out the strap and slowly closed the container once more. He put on the laser pistol strap and clicked it on around his waist. He tightened the strap up, grabbed the laser pistol and slid into the holder. Many times had he put this on in the face of danger. Were his family in danger? If he had to guess, they were leaving the Junk yard planet after acquiring a new vessel and were heading in the direction of Alpha Centauri. They were going to meet up after reaching Alpha Centauri. Putting on the belt, it became clear to him that he was the adult and the leader of the expedition. The light weight laser pistol felt heavy against his thigh.

Will came toward the elevator joined by Smith who handed him the second basket. They returned to the elevator in the silent residential deck. Smith looked over toward his cabin and the following cabin surrounding it belonging to the Robinsons. Will could see the ghosts of his parents close to his cabin. John was softly comforting Maureen with one hand placed on her shoulder as she wore a worried, yet devastated expression on her face then placed her face against his chest then began to make the sound of crying. His mother's cries that became distant to his ears. John's other hand was centered on her back as he lowered his gaze down, closing his eyes. Don and the girls were set across from them looking on mournfully toward Smith's cabin. The figures slowly dissipated to his eyes.

Smith slapped on the side of the elevator then it began to go up.

"I miss them too, William," Smith said. "We will meet them again."

Will looked toward Smith with a smile as the elevator went up.